Wednesday, February 8, 2012

Falling out of sleep i hit the floor.

i am able to pass out anywhere. i can fall asleep on command. Christmas morning, at Mothers house, after going potty about 3am, i fell asleep washing my hands. I rarely wash my hands. i talk in my sleep, walk, smoke, I've eaten. i once got myself into a coma in my sleep and woke up the hospital. terrible. terror.
The newest phase i am going thru is sitting up in my sleep and staying that way.
As if i am sitting up from a bad dream, but after i acknowledge that it was a dream, and i am relatively safe, i stay sitting up as i drift again. Wake up a few hours later with a stiff neck wondering how i got that way. how DID i get this way? how did any of us get this way? i have to get away.
I stay in my pajamas as long as i am able to. i work overnights to allow me to stay jammied. having no shame allows me to shop in my bathrobe, walk the dog in over sized Jesus and Mary Chain t shirts and hot pants. Slippers and sweatpants to the bank? no duh.
i keep a pillow in my car for spontaneous naps. nap with me. cuddle up.